Bleach: Threads of Destiny

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After exhausting nearly all his spiritual power, the Zanpakutō in Aaron's hands automatically reverted from its Shikai state.

"It seems... this was my strongest attack so far," Aaron muttered, his tone a mix of exhaustion and contemplation.

"To pour everything absorbed into my Zanpakutō and release it is powerful, but it also acts as a restriction. I wonder... could this limitation be lifted once I achieve Bankai?"

As he calculated in his mind, the system's prompt sounded once more.

"Ding! A nearby loot box has been detected. Would the host like to open it?"

Aaron glanced at the massive crack outside the Las Noches Palace and whispered softly, "Open."

The system responded immediately, and the sound of rewards filled his mind:

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for acquiring Reiatsu x53789!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Ringtone!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for acquiring Hollow Armor Fragment x1096!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Menos Forest Map!"

As the surge of Reiatsu flooded into his body, Aaron felt his strength grow significantly. Opening his personal attributes panel, he saw that his Reiatsu value had skyrocketed to an impressive 120,000.

Using the Exploration Circuit and his skill of Omniscience and Omnipotence, he quickly analyzed his progress.

"With my current power, I've completely surpassed captains capable of Bankai," he noted with calm confidence.

"As for the likes of Yamamoto or members of the Royal Guard... I'm not entirely certain yet."

His thoughts briefly drifted to Baraggan's final moments. Recalling the former Espada's pleas for mercy, Aaron mused about the typical Reiatsu range of a Vasto Lorde-class Hollow.

Despite his overwhelming strength, he decided to take a moment to rest. The battle had left the seals within Las Noches Palace dangerously unstable, and the risk of further confrontation loomed. Though he could obliterate dozens of Gillian-level Menos with a single blow, caution was still paramount.

Days Later

Having fully recovered, Aaron emerged from the ruins of Las Noches. During his rest, he had explored the former camp of the Hueco Mundo Death Squad, but what he found left him disheartened. The Shinigami stationed there had indeed fallen to Baraggan and his subordinates.

Even as a lone wanderer, Aaron sighed deeply, his heart heavy with a rare sense of loss.

He didn't know the precise reasons why the Hueco Mundo Death Squad had ventured into Hueco Mundo, but thinking of the infamous Central 46's ruthless tendencies, a quiet rage began to stir within him once more.

"I will become the strongest in this world," he vowed silently.

"I will no longer allow anyone to control me or manipulate others because of their power."

Strengthening his resolve, Aaron turned and headed toward the sealed entrance deep within Las Noches, guided by the Menos Forest Map now imprinted in his mind.

Four Hundred Years Later

Time had flowed like an unrelenting tide, and four centuries had passed in the blink of an eye. Deep in the lowest levels of the Menos Forest, a strange young man wielding a black Zanpakutō pursued several Gillian.

The man had long, jet-black hair that framed his face, appearing to be in his twenties, though his eyes betrayed a wisdom and pain that could only come from lifetimes of experience. His piercing gaze, like an abyss, seemed to see through everything.

Over his clothing, he wore white armor, seemingly constructed from fragments of Hollow masks. Upon closer inspection, one would notice that the armor wasn't artificially crafted. Instead, it was held together by the sheer force of Reiatsu radiating from the man himself.

The towering Gillian, once feared as massive predators, fled from him in terror, reduced to cowering shadows of their former selves.

"Swallow it, Taotie," the man intoned coldly.

With those words, both his body and Zanpakutō became ravenous voids, absorbing every ounce of Reiatsu and Reishi in the vicinity.

The Gillian collapsed like felled trees, their monstrous forms reduced to quivering heaps of black sludge.

"Cut!" he shouted, releasing a massive condensed black sword slash.

The blade's shadow cleaved the remaining Gillian in two. Blood sprayed forth but evaporated instantly under the crushing weight of his spiritual pressure.

A suffocating scent of blood filled the jungle, driving lesser Hollows into a frenzied panic. The few that dared to glance back saw the young man in his white armor as an incarnation of death itself.

Elsewhere in the Menos Forest

Not far away, a two-headed Adjuchas staggered through the chaos, pushing its body to its limits.

"Aroniero! Run faster! That killer is coming!" one head shrieked.

"Eluluyeli! Shut up and let me take control of our body, or we'll both die here!" the other head snarled back, their mutual panic palpable.

The Adjuchas sprinted desperately, its fear almost palpable as it fled deeper into the forest.

After collecting the spoils from his hunt, Aaron casually pressed several new Hollow fragments onto his armor. The fragments fused seamlessly, strengthening the eerie white plating.

He shook his head, muttering, "All that effort for Reiatsu in the single digits. What a waste of time."

The jungle continued to tremble in fear long after he departed.

Returning to Las Noches

That night, Aaron did not retreat to Las Noches to rest. Instead, he stood before the former site of the Hueco Mundo Death Squad.

His cold gaze lingered on a massive rift that had opened nearby.

Moments later, dozens of Shinigami stepped forth from the crack, their death-black uniforms stark against the white sands of Hueco Mundo.

The leader of the group caught sight of the eerie figure clad in white armor. Alarmed, he raised his hand and shouted:

"Be on guard! Enemy attack!"

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